familial ties?

There was a lion in the pack lands. Sarabi hadn’t spoken of much else besides how nervous the big cat made her. Every lesson today had somehow rounded back to something something lioness. Iroh decided after their morning training he needed a break from her. She accepted his lame excuse and made herself scarce. Likely to go catch up with Benkos if she could find him. Iroh hadn’t gone on the trip to Boreas however much he had wanted to. He needed to be trusted to stay here and help to guard the pack, a duty he took very seriously. Iroh would be allowed to leave the pack lands soon enough though.

He found himself near the castle, his tall form stalking the perimeter as he caught the scent of the lion. It was unmistakably cat like. The young boy wrinkled his nose and sat back, contemplating everything. Where did they keep her, what did she look like, how dangerous was she really? He sat quietly contemplating his answers, bright blue and lavender eyes staring blankly at the stone of the castle wall.